yesterday night, when i was rocking her to sleep, i wondered where all my patience went! she just wouldn’t sleep and i couldn’t retain any patience. she babbled something and i babbled back. i kept rocking her while holding her tight, still wondering why i tend to act crazy! she tried to free herself a couple of times, but i didn’t let her go.

finally, amongst all the rocking, pushing, and wondering, she fell asleep… i don’t know when. i looked at her face that was calmer than anything in this world. i could have sat there looking at her till eternity. at that moment, i cursed myself for being so harsh and immediately got a refill of patience.

after placing her in her crib and bundling her up, i bundled up myself and almost immediately slipped into my dreamland… only to be brought back by a whisper… “maaumeee”, she said again, sitting right behind me, flashing her best smile….

Divoo thinks…

it feels funny at times
and cold too
it makes me feel uneasy
and peaceful too
i dunno what i want to say
but i know what i feel
i need to curb my thoughts
but the fruit of thought i peel
i shall and i will
but how and what
i might be able to
but i feel distraught
they overwhelm me
and i give in
i might do what is not right
but what i do ain't a sin
what i ought to know
is what i know not
i know it all i say
though i need not
are my thoughts the culprit
or is it me?
do i continue to question
or let it be?